There’s good and bad in moving
out. The pleasant side this time, I’m no longer bound to stressful routines –
no more monthly bills to anticipate or cloud of dust to clean or disturbing honks
of cars to bear or loads of things to care about – I’ve been delivered!
I’m going to miss my veranda
though, but even then, things had never been the same lately – not to mention a
nasty neighbor next door and the annoying sounds from the building site just
across from my porch, and many more. For now, I’m so fine with another packing
and unpacking stage.
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